Game ft. Kendrick Lamar - The City (prod. by Cool & Dre) | Текст песни

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• Game ft. Kendrick Lamar
• The City (prod. by Cool & Dre)

"Leave the angels in the city"

[Game]
Tell them muthafuckas I'm ever-paid
California king, wrestle gators in the Everglades
Drive up out that muthafuckin swamp in the Escalade
So before you put that Red rag in your pocket
I wanna see your fuckin resume
Started off on Ground Zero, then I start to levitate
Riff rappers a new asshole: I never hesitate
Dre beats so on, smoking that chronic just to meditate
I'mma give em hurricanes until another Levee break
You niggas is featherweights, I'm Aftermath's heavyweight
Now Dre's weapon of mass destruction is rock to detonate
When a nigga ?, shit, I was selling weight
Now a nigga's selling millions, now it's time to celebrate
Performing in front of millions, nigga, every race
64 in the '64, now watch the Chevy scrape
4th album, no 5 mics? Then let em hate
But I'm not stopping til I'm the king in every state

[Kendrick Lamar]
Recognize my life, ridicule my fights
Give me fuel for the fire burning when I yearn these lights
In the midst of the hieroglyphs while ? start to write
Familiar with cartwright, cause I wrote that shot, I'm a raging bull
When the ? drops. My record, I'mma wreck it, even if my record don't pop
I'mma tie your neck on a Downtown building
Let the ? behind me tell em they can find me
In the dark with the ghetto children
Look at my heard, nigga fuck your feelings
This is me!

[Game]
I'm sick of motherfuckers talking about "the West died"
Can't you hear my heart beating?
That's the motherfuckin West side, you test me, you test God
I'm his son, insane songs, you come at me
Then I can split you with this Tommy gun
You won't have time to run, I'm from the Compton slums
And that's how the West ride
I'm from the city where 2 of the best died
Rest in peace to both of em, spit like I'm the ghost of em
Damn, I said I spit like I'm the ghost of em
Name your top 10, I'm harder than the most of em
Matter of fact, shorten your list nigga, top 5
Game, Biggie, Hov, prolly Pac, Nas
No particular order, bet a mil that I slaughter
Serve niggas, give a fuck what you ordered
How dare you niggas pop fly when I'm the nigga
That sold 5 mil out the gate - and numbers do not lie ......

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